Let’s get into a New York State of mind for a minute. Wrote this one while walking around at 3am in the lower east side of one of my favorite cities that owns a part of my heart and a third of my liver. I will always be a sucker for “escape” songs. Except the actual song called “Escape” (The Piña Colada Song). Can you believe they actually had some record label asshole stand up at the marketing meeting and say, “I think it’ll be a bigger hit if we call it ‘Escape (The Piña Colada Song)'”…. Now every time I read that title, I picture some snarky music critic from 1979 moaning, “I WISH I could ‘Escape’ that ‘Piña Colada Song'”… Actually, I think it’s pretty awesome. He used the word “yoga” in a song. And that was way before it was super hip to be into yoga.